




They are easier to detect after the fact. They are uncanny encounters, brushes with the supernatural, where the presence of the Lover accompanies us in a very real way, sheltering, directing, loving, moving, giving life to our everyday existence. You can't totally explain the experience, but you leave shaken to the very depths, knowing that you have been kissed by the Divine.
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I actually worried that I might catch a cold. Luckly, that didn't happen. First parade I've got to see and it was raining. Oh well...
I hope that you show pictures of your new house tomorrow; but only if you can spare the time.
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